The Abandoned-from a Pokemon's POV

Disclaimer-I don't own much here, either. Except maybe the plot. And yes, this is the Gary who is Ash's rival; I needed a bad guy.


"I'll be back soon, I promise," my trainer, Gary, said, releasing me near a lake. "I have to go to the Silver League, to battle, but I'll be back soon. Bye, Chikorita, see you later!" He hugged me again and ran off. Somewhere deep inside I knew that this would be the last time I saw him ever again.
I walked over to the lake and looked at my reflection. I wasn't that bad, was I? Sure, I wasn't perfect, but was any Pokemon? Oh, right. Gary's Alakazam was perfect. It had never lost a match. Not any match that I knew of.
I, on the other hand, was not very good at battling. I had lost most of the matches I'd been in. But it's hard for me, or any Chikorita, to win a battle against a fire Pokemon. He should know that.
Maybe he thought I was too weak...maybe that's why he left me here. All his other Pokemon (excepting Eevee) are fully evolved and super-strong. But I know he'll never come back. I know because it's happened before.
I used to belong to another trainer named Karen. I heard she was the Dark Master of the Silver League now. That's why she abandoned me. To become a Dark Master.
And then, Gary found me. He knew how strong I'd be once I evolved, and he told me so. But then he put me in impossible battle situations, all of them against types that were stronger than me...he should have known I would lose.

I've been waiting for three days now. He still hasn't come back. I knew he wouldn't. I've made friends with some of the Pokemon here. There is a Sentret who shares its food with me. But I also live in fear of the Spearows that reside in these woods. They will attack me if they are hungry enough.
Oh, Gary, if only I'd been the Pokemon you wanted me to be. Maybe I could battle in the Silver League with you, and maybe show Karen a thing or two about how "weak" I am. I wish I had a trainer...
Suddenly I hear footsteps. Could it be? Is it Gary, finally come back for me? "Chiko!" Gary! I call. I jump up and down with excitement! Then the human whose footsteps I heard comes into view.
It is not Gary. Not at all. It is a tall man with evil-looking eyes and slick black hair. Walking next to him is a Persian. He picks me up roughly and looks at me.
"You will do well with us. Come, Chikorita," he says. He shoves me in a bag and closes the top. I can hear him talking to his Persian.
"This one will make a fine addition to Team Rocket," he says. I've heard about Team Rocket. They are evil, clever villains who steal other people's Pokemon.
That's when I knew. I was no longer abandoned. But I'd rather be still. For then I knew that I was doomed to serve Tem Rocket's evil purpose...forever.